|I just have a little bit to cast off, and then I'm done. Then it's on to making another shrug, this time with the heavier|
weight Aran yarn the pattern calls for.
This past Saturday, I went to my local knitting store, Cottage Yarn, to sit and work on my Brynn shrug for a while. A sale was in progress, along with a free class, so the shop was busy, but there was a comfortable chair available, so I sat down and chatted with a couple of other women. What a pleasure it is to find company in this manner, without having to play telephone tag, without having to compare school or work or family schedules to eke out a few mutual free hours for a get-together. Visiting with like-minded companions without having to lay the groundwork of planning and mapping out is a rare pleasure in the jam-packed life of a modern working mom.
After my brief respite, however, it was on to my younger son’s first football game. There I sat on hard bleachers, sweating from the heat. (The expanding piece of wool knitwear that lay on my lap as I worked my needles certainly added to my discomfort, but I couldn't resist the chance to use my time seated in a productive manner). My son’s team won the game, and, despite having been sick and missed several practices, he was able to play some, so the day was a cheerful one. Moments after the game ended, a forceful afternoon rainstorm began, but, luckily, my knitting project was in a plastic tote bag, so I was drenched, but the tweed stayed dry. (I do have my priorities in order.)
The rainstorm also ended a miserable weather cycle. After weeks of insufferable humidity, high temperatures, and daily violent afternoon thunderstorms, a cold front moved in on Saturday night. Sunday dawned, cool and bright and clear. I celebrated the brief, perhaps short-lived onset of cooler weather by taking my dog for an early-morning walk.
That evening, I went to a cookout at my sister-in-law’s house. A passionate knitter herself, Karen showed me the latest additions to her impressive stash (including some Noro Aya I gazed at longingly). The colors of Noro yarn are so intoxicating. As the get-together was a birthday celebration, during my visit, I gave Karen a book, Sock Yarn Studio, which has some great ideas for using her sock yarn stash. There is also a pattern in the book for a beautiful shawl that is made using remnants of leftover yarn—perfect for avid sock knitters who don’t know what to do with leftover bits of yarn.
I was also able to spend some time wandering outside a bit and here, I thought I’d share some pictures I took of the North Carolina countryside. I hope that soon the leaves will be fiery in color, my tweed shrug will be complete, and I can wear my other fuzzy wool creations, items that would serve me well in the depths of snowy winter in more northern climes.
|The Icelandic horses enjoy the cooler temperatures.|
|These chestnuts have such a beautiful rich brown color.|
|I love the old-fashioned outbuildings.|
|The hibiscus are still in bloom. |
You have just reminded me that there is so much more in this state outside of my city. I'm definitely going to plan a hiking trip this weekend, thank you! Also, I absolutely adore the shrug, the pattern is so unconventional that it really draws me in (I want to make my own now!)ReplyDelete
The shrug is gorgeous! Love the texture - perfect for cooler autumn days. Glad you have your priorities right about protecting the knitting from the wet if not the rest of you! Lovely pics of the N Carolina countryside too. E xReplyDelete
Love all the pics :) The shrug looks really nice, hope you post a photo of it in Knitting & Crochet :) Congrats to your son and his team for winning the game!ReplyDelete
I love those colours in your shrug together, really beautiful!ReplyDelete